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Lay it out Separate the guns and the flowers The minutes that go into all of these hours And I bet if you were given a smidgen of just the tip of the ice berg Ive had to struggle with you wouldnt act so sour, maybe not Livin off the fruit of my stress With a size twelve boot heel stepping on my chest Didnt do it how they wanted it to end So they threw me to the winter and wolves Tear me into shreds Rip me into bits Tear another page out Punch me in the ribs I can smell the poison on your lips Whatever it is Id be willing to bet They want to get inside my head Tell me how it is Sitting in a tower with a rifle and a list I can see the razor on your lips Whatever it is Id be willing to bet You should of held your breath
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 07:16:00 +0000

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